Shutting the door quickly I rejoined John in thestudy."Ah, you've returned. I'd like you to meet my new maid, Solange.Solange, this is Mr. Evans."For ...ome inexplicable reason I curtseyed to Mr. Evans. He noddedpolitely and returned his attention to John. I felt so unimportant. Itwas as if I was another piece of furniture in the room instead of aperson."Solange, please get Mr. Evans a glass of Chardonnay."I left the room to retrieve the wine, but when I returned John wasgone. Only Mr. Evan's. We were keeping our relationship completely quiet. Only Stephanie and Bethany really knew about it, and I wanted to keep it that way.I wasn’t surprised when Michelle Bateman asked me to dance. She too managed to get a slow song, You Decorated My Life by Kenny Rogers. I started with my hands on her waist, but she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around me, putting her head on my chest. I saw Bethany smirk as she danced with Michelle’s date at arms’ length.“Steve,” Michelle whispered, “what. I led the league in getting hit... on. The Astros steal signs. I steal boyfriends and girlfriends and am known as the league's biggest homewrecking switchhitter. I'm surely headed to the Hall of Shame. I've had more men and women get to third base with me than the Mets' bullpen.I play for the Brooklyn Babes, and we were playing our biggest rival, the New York Skankeys.My name is Ruthie Baby. Let me tell you how this all got started, including the. “I think Gail has a thing for you,” Becky said, as she smiled at me.“You girls are trouble,” I told her. “Just t r o u b l e.” Spelling it out for her.“What do you think?” she asked. Her slender legs, standing in her high pink platform heels, went all the way up to her nice little ass, which was tightly wrapped up in her pink mini skirt.“I’d bang you,” I told her, not able to contain my perverted lust any more.“When we get back, I might let you,” she said, planting a little kiss on my.